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Chapter 1397 The Devil’s Knife(3/3)

But now.

The proud sword is broken!

An unspeakable sadness burst out from deep in my heart.

Tick ​​tock!

Jiang Hao felt tears falling on the knife in front of his feet.

Big teardrops fell one after another.

No matter how she wiped it away, there were more and more tears.

She stood there like this until the tears disappeared, until the nothingness around her dispersed, until everything returned to normal.

The sun and moon alternate around her, and the four seasons follow her.

I don't know how many years passed before she picked up the blade and looked at the sky again.

The sound of nothingness seemed to penetrate endless years and fell in Jiang Hao's ears.

"Even if I don't use the seventh move, I'll still crush your sky."

At this moment, Jiang Hao noticed that she was bursting with unprecedented fighting spirit.

She swung the knife again.

For a moment, the unspeakable sword intent fell in Jiang Hao's eyes.

He knew every move and style, but it was not the sword intention that he had understood before.

At this moment, it was as if a brand new door had opened, making Jiang Hao feel that his sword was being replenished quickly.

He was overjoyed and lamented that there were such proud men in heaven and earth.

Completely beyond his imagination.

When all the sword's intentions were revealed, Jiang Hao felt that the woman's sword had become powerful.

It was accomplished in an unimaginable way.

But when she was finished, a hand suddenly fell on the woman's forehead.

"You did a good job, but the third day may not exist at all. Go to sleep. I have left a future for you as a teacher."

At this moment, Jiang Hao opened his eyes.

At the same time he appeared on the water.

What just happened shocked him.

And those are the words.

If the guess is correct, the figure is naturally Hong Yuye.

She failed to develop the seventh form, but

What did that person mean?

The third day may not exist at all.

Dongjitian, Naihetian, and the third day?

At this moment, Jiang Hao seemed to understand.

Does the Heavenly Sword correspond to the three days of Immortal Court?

The Daluotian that appears in the seventh form of the Heavenly Sword is actually the third heaven that may not exist outside the sky?

Hong Yuye learned the seventh form of the Heavenly Sword just to open up the third day?

Jiang Hao remembered his conversation with Nai Hetian.

From this point of view, Hong Yuye's master may be Nai Hetian.

Jiang Hao felt quite emotional that Nai Hetian's era was so far away from now.

How many years has Hong Yuye lived until now?

Without thinking much, Jiang Hao turned his head and looked at the red rain leaves in the pavilion.

I saw the other person drinking tea, with his eyebrows lowered and he didn't know what he was thinking.

In addition, the fact that I can feel it so clearly must be because of the other party's permission.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to feel those sword intentions so clearly.

It's really unbelievable.

"Senior's talent can shake the world, the sun and the moon." Jiang Hao said subconsciously.

Hearing this, Hong Yuye glanced at him: "What's better than you is that you are four hundred years old and have only reached the sixth level of immortality."

Hearing this, Jiang Hao came to the pavilion and asked curiously: "Senior, at what age did you become an immortal?"

"The times are different, and the time of becoming an immortal cannot be compared." Hong Yuye took out the tea cup and placed it in front of Jiang Hao, and poured him a cup.

He immediately reminded: "You are four hundred and eleven years old now."

Jiang Hao was a little surprised. Has a year passed unknowingly?

"Senior, when do you plan to go out?" Jiang Hao sat down and asked.

Hong Yuye thought for a while and said:

"Any time."

So, Jiang Hao said: "After the Tongxin Palm is planted, how many days will it take to set off?"
Chapter completed!
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